Last night I was out on Reserve, arguably the worst place in the state - a terrible concrete sprawl of strip, nothing but cars rushing by and parking lots and terrible generic stores in buildings they don't deserve. Rain had been predicted all day - 90% chance, all day long, every hour - but the rain didn't come until the early evening, first a few splatters and then heavier and heavier. And out on Reserve, that waste of concrete and pollution, it was heavenly. It smelled like tulips. You've never smelled fresher air.
It rained all night and into the morning. This morning I walked to work in a raincoat with an umbrella. I walked through the tree-covered University neighborhood to campus, the state's official arboretum, where it smelled like worm meat. Worms, worms, nothing but worms.
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